The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

What is she doing here?

The second madam was still angry. After Madam Song made her faint from anger, Song Yu'er didn't stay to serve her.

Before she finished speaking, Song Yu'er had already stepped one foot into the house.

Seeing Song Yu'er's lack of manners, her expression turned even more unpleasant.

Hearing this, Song Yu'er was very displeased. After exchanging greetings, she smiled and said, "Second Madam, I heard that you were punished today, so I came to see you."

If she's having a hard time, then nobody else should have a good time either.

As expected, the second matriarch flew into a rage upon hearing this, "What? Did you come here to laugh at me?"

She used too much force, which made her injuries hurt even more.

Song Yu'er lied, "Of course not."

She shifted her gaze to Meng Zhanting, "Brother Ting, my mother and I originally didn't plan to let my second sister into the mansion today, but we didn't expect her to find help."

"Who?" Meng Zhanting asked.

"Prince Ling".

Song Yu'er observed Meng Zhanting's expression, and Meng Zhanting's expression changed, looking incredulous, "Her? She can get the Prince of Ling to help her?"

"Would I lie? Lots of people saw it," Song Yu'er said.

Anger instantly flashed across Meng Zhanting's face, and his fists clenched tightly. Song Siyao was so eager to break off their relationship because she had hooked up with someone else.

The second madam cursed out, "You shameless wretch! You've already hooked up with Prince Ling so quickly. The two of you must have been having an affair before you broke off all ties. I thought Song Siyao was so high and mighty, but I never expected her to be so shameless!"

Hearing that Song Siyao had been scolded made Song Yu'er feel much better.

“Mother, please rest first. I will come to see you later,” Meng Zhanting said.

The two old ladies were so angry that they didn't want to say anything more, and just waved their hands.

Meng Zhanting pulled Song Yu'er away. As soon as they left the room, he couldn't wait to ask, "Yu'er, tell me about how Prince Ling helped her back then."

Song Yu'er raised an eyebrow, displeased, "Are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous? She's not worthy of it." Meng Zhanting said with a disdainful look.

Song Yu'er didn't want to talk about it anymore. "Brother Ting, you actually can't bear to part with her, can you?"

"Why would I care about her? Yu'er, don't overthink it." Meng Zhanting felt inexplicably irritated when he thought of Song Siyao's face.

"If you don't care about her, why are you asking about these details?" Song Yu'er pretended to be angry.

"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore," Meng Zhanting said gently, holding Song Yu'er's hand tightly.

Song Yu'er felt much better, but she hadn't forgotten the purpose of her trip. "Brother Ting, Song Siyao has taken my courtyard, and I have nowhere to stay in the manor."

“Shameless. As the older sister, she doesn’t know how to be modest. But it doesn’t matter. Once you marry into the General’s Mansion, you won’t need the Marquis’s Mansion’s courtyard anymore,” Meng Zhanting comforted her.

"That's true, but we're not married yet, so I'll have to stay at the Marquis's residence for the time being."

Song Yu'er's eyes suddenly lit up, "Fortunately, the courtyard she used to live in at the General's Mansion is exactly the same as the courtyard at the Marquis's Mansion. After we get married, we can live in that courtyard."

A smile appeared at the corner of her eye. "Brother Ting, I need to redecorate that yard. Let's go see what new things we need to add."

Meng Zhanting paused, "Stop looking, let's go to my yard first."

He was injured and could only wince in pain.

"Brother Ting!" Song Yu'er raised her voice, "Don't you care about me anymore? You don't cherish me now that you have me, do you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes.

Meng Zhanting raised his sleeve to wipe her tears, and his heart softened immediately.

The truth eventually came out, and he stopped hiding it.

"She demolished the yard!"

"What? Song Siyao demolished the courtyard?" Song Yu'er was shocked and forgot to cry for a moment.

Meng Zhanting nodded, "She took everything she could, and destroyed everything she couldn't take."

"Meng Zhanting!" Song Yu'er's voice rose several octaves, "Why didn't you stop her from demolishing the yard? You know perfectly well that I like that yard!"

"I want to stop it, but can I?" Meng Zhanting felt incredibly wronged. He had ruined his reputation for Song Yu'er, but Song Yu'er didn't understand him.

He asked dejectedly, "Did you marry me just for that courtyard?"

Song Yu'er's heart tightened, worried that being too obvious would affect her image in Meng Zhanting's eyes. She quickly explained, "Of course not. The courtyard is just an external thing. My heart is only for Brother Ting."

Even without the courtyard, she could still collect a dowry and have Meng Zhanting build her an even more luxurious courtyard after he got promoted.

Meng Zhanting was unaware of Song Yu'er's intentions. After hearing Song Yu'er's explanation, his expression softened, and he continued, "Yu'er, the dowry of one thousand taels of silver that we agreed on before is no longer available. I can only offer a maximum of one hundred taels of silver."

This is all his wealth, what he has saved up over the years.

"One hundred taels of silver? Meng Zhanting, redeeming a prostitute would cost more than one hundred taels of silver, wouldn't it? What do you take me for, Song Yu'er?"

The anger that Song Yu'er had just suppressed erupted again, and Meng Zhanting also got angry, "You compare yourself to a prostitute, lowering your own status, what do you expect me to think of you?"

"you!"

Song Yu'er's face turned red with anger. She stared at Meng Zhanting and said, "You paid more than a hundred taels of silver to marry Song Siyao back then, and now you're paying less than her dowry to marry me. You really don't love me anymore. What's the point of me being with you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yu'er burst into tears, turned around in a huff, and ran away.

She ran while looking back, thinking that Meng Zhanting would catch up with her and coax her as he always had.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhanting remained standing in the same spot.

In a fit of anger, she ran even faster, and went straight back to the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence after leaving the General's Mansion.

Meng Zhanting watched Song Yu'er's retreating figure with deep disappointment. Was this the woman he was willing to marry regardless of his reputation?

He suspected that Song Yu'er's previous claim that she only cared about him and didn't care about status or money was all an act.

He hung his head and returned to his yard dejectedly.

Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Song Siyao's courtyard had been decorated. Yu Xiang went out to buy some things and returned, just in time to meet Song Yu'er, whose eyes were red.

Yu Xiang returned to the courtyard and reported the matter to Song Siyao.

"Miss, the Third Miss probably didn't get away with it at the General's Mansion. She cried so much that her makeup was ruined."

"The General's Mansion is now an empty shell; there's nothing to gain from it. Her troubles are yet to come."

Song Siyao's voice was icy cold. She was making medicine and preparing to treat Pei Du's leg tomorrow.

As the mistress and servant were talking, a voice came from the doorway, "Second Miss, the Old Madam wishes to see you."

The old lady was Song Siyao's grandmother, but to be precise, not her biological grandmother.

“Miss, the old lady dislikes you the most. You shouldn’t go. She will definitely make things difficult for you,” Hongshao reminded her.

“Living under the same roof, we’re bound to run into each other eventually.” Song Si stood up. “Finding fault is something I’m good at.”